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Arranstoun was extremely startled and annoyed, too, and before he took in the situation, he had exclaimed, while Binko gave an ominous growl of displeasure: "Confound it who is that! These are private rooms!" Then, seeing it was a girl on the floor, he said in another voice: "Quiet, Binko " and the dog retired to his own basket under a distant table. "Oh, I beg your pardon but "

She is eighty-four, she tells me, and would soon leave you a widower." The first ray of hope shot into Michael's bright blue eyes and he exclaimed with a kind of joy, as he seized Binko, his bulldog, by his fat, engaging throat: "Bessie! Old Bessie By Jove, what an idea! the very thing. She'd do it for me like a shot, dear old body!" Binko gurgled and slobbered in sympathy.

"I remember nothing," she said very fast, "how should I? The girl whose ghost you are speaking of ceased to exist five years ago but I recognize the portrait I knew her in life and she told me about the dog he had fat paws and quantities of wrinkles, I think she said." "Yes, that is Binko!" and his master beamed rapturously.

He could certainly do it again, and with more chance of success, since she was a woman now and not a child, and would better understand emotions of love. He stood there shaking with passion. What should he do? What step should he take? Then Binko, who had emerged from his basket, gave a tiny half-bark he wanted to express his sympathy and excitement.

"I have an idea but first let me give you some tea No do help yourself," then he paused awkwardly, and she at once proceeded to fill her cup. Binko had condescended to emerge from his basket under the table. Tea-time was an hour when he allowed himself to take an interest in human beings. "Oh! you darling!" the girl cried, putting down her cup. "You fat, lovely, wrinkly darling!"

I have known you ever since you were born, and we have been real pals, although I am so much older than you but I'm damned if I'll stay and see you through this folly. Good-bye." And without a word further he went out of the room, closing the door softly behind him. Michael gave a sort of whoop to Binko, who sprang at him in love and excitement, while he cried: "Very well! Get along, old saint!"

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